04 January 2010

One of a dozen+ sets of slippers knitted for the holidays--this pair for my mother-in-law so that she can seek, gather, contemplate and go in her wheelchair, all while keeping her feet warm.

As a bee seeks nectar from all kind of flowers, seek teachings everywhere. Like a deer that finds a quiet place to graze, seek seclusion to digest all that you have gathered. Like a madman beyond all limits, go wherever you please and live like a lion completely free of all fear.”

So you want to know?...

My daughter calls me "the crazy lady who talks to strangers". It may be so, but I don't always start the conversation...well, mostly I do, but if you spent huge quantities of time with elementary students every day, you would too.